Hey people.here's the second chapter.I'm having to update from school
because I got grounded from
the internet.so, here it is, and I got a few things to say
The reason these ppl are going to be taking over the school was the best I
could think of off the top of my head.I'm sorry if it offends you in
anyway.this warning is for the next chapter, btw.
I'd really appreciate reviews! And thanks to the entire TWO people that
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Chapter 2 *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ *~*~* All through fourth and fifth, Jondy thought about Matt and their conversation. It usually took awhile for her to trust anyone to tell her story *Why did I tell him? I haven't known him very long, so why? My current foster family doesn't even know. And what the crap was I thinking, inviting him to dinner? There is something wrong with me today.*
After fifth, Jondy asked her sixth period teacher, Mrs. Callahan, if she could use the restroom. She walked down two halls to the bathroom, and turned on the sink. She splashed some water on her face and tried to clear her head. After a few minutes, she sighed, frustrated, and walked out. Jondy was about to go back to her class when she heard someone crying and a harsh whisper.
"If you tell anyone, ANYONE, about this, we'll kill you."
She heard the sound of a very frightened voice, trying to sound stronger than it was.
"Jimmy, please, don't do this, think of all the people that could get hurt."
"I don't care. If we don't do this, no one will take us seriously. And if you ruin this, you will be one of those hurt. Keep quiet, and nothing will happen to you."
"Jimmy, please..."
"Do you need to be convinced to keep quiet? Need a little taste of what will happen if you don't?"
"No...don't...please..."
Jondy heard the sound of a slap and a whimper. She was debating on whether or not to go in. It wasn't her problem, but she kinda admired the girl for trying to stop him from whatever he was going to do. But since Jondy cared about people, and not just herself, she moved inside the empty classroom and spoke to Jimmy, who was about to hit the girl again.
"Stop that."
He released the girl, and she crawled over into a corner, holding her face and crying, although silently. Jimmy smiled wickedly at her.
"You gonna stop me, honey? Or do you want some of this?" he said, making a suggestive gesture.
Jondy rolled her eyes, ignoring the last part.
"You shouldn't hit girls."
"Oh, really, and why's that?"
Jondy decided to play weak, innocent, and scared.
"Um, 'cause we aren't very strong and it's not nice, maybe?"
"How much did you hear?"
"I, uh, didn't hear anything, really. Please don't hurt me." Jondy widened her eyes.
While they were talking, he had circled around her, so that he was now between her and the door. She had planned that, of course, to make her seem stupid. He shut the door, and moved towards her.
"You're gonna get it now."
Jondy laughed at him, dropping her act. He stopped, confused.
"You are such a sucker." Before he could figure out why she was laughing, she spun around and landed a kick to his stomach. She finally had a reason to fight someone, and she was going to try to make it last as long as possible. He hit the wall, off-balance because of her kick. He growled and pulled a knife out of his pocket.
Jondy giggled.
"Is that all? Well, now this isn't going to be as much fun as it would've been if you had a gun, not a knife."
He lunged at her, but Jondy moved her body parallel to his, so that the knife missed her. She elbowed him on the back of the head, and he fell on the ground. Jondy kicked him in the stomach, but he only rolled over. Jondy looked him in the eyes and pouted.
"Awww, you're no fun." She changed he expression to a more serious one. "If I ever catch you hurting another person, you are going to be the one that's gonna get it, not me. Now get outta here."
Holding his stomach, he got up and glared at her.
"We'll have something special for you tomorrow," he said, and walked out.
Jondy snorted and whispered under her breath, "Wimp."
As soon as he left, Jondy got down on her knees next to the girl. The girl spoke first.
"Thanks, but that's only gonna make it worse for you tomorrow."
"What's happ--wait, first, what's your name?"
"Lindsey. Who are you?"
"My name's Jessica. Now, what's happening tomorrow?"
Lindsey glanced at the door. "Promise you won't tell?"
"Promise."
Lindsey hesitated.
"Lindsey what is it?" Jondy asked gently. Lindsey took a deep breath.
"Tomorrow there's gonna be an attack on our school. There's this terrorist group, they want to make a point or something. After first, right when second starts, they're going to take our school hostage. They're gonna shoot, maybe even kill people."
"How do you know this?"
"Jimmy, the guy that was just in here, and I started dating at the beginning of the year. Hi group sent him here to, I dunno, spy on the school. He and I got really involved. I guess he was just using me for sex. Yesterday my parents left town, so I went over to his house. After a couple of hours, he left the bed, got dressed, and told me not to leave the room. Of course, that made me more curious, so I sat at the top of the steps and listened. I think they have forty to fifty guys working on this. I listened a little more, then I got up and left out of a window in one of the top floor's windows.
"He figured I must've heard him and his buddies, and he found me during the break between fifth and sixth and dragged me into this empty classroom." She paused, looking frightened. "What am I gonna do? I can't go home, he'll find me. Oh, god!" She started crying again.
Jondy comforted her.
"Shh, it's ok. Look at me. I'm going to help you with this."
Lindsey snorted.
"Yeah, good luck."
"We can go to the police, and they can take care of this."
"Did you not hear him, or me? I'd have to ID them to get all of them, and if they can't get Jimmy to talk, they'll come after me."
Jondy sighed, knowing she was going to have to do something.
"Listen to me. I'm going to help you and everyone that I can. I can do things most people can't. I'm going to take care of this, but we'll need the rest of the day to plan." Jondy was thinking quickly. For once in her years out, she was grateful for her Manticore training.
"Can you skip your next two classes?" After Lindsey nodded, she continued. "I'm going to get another person involved, ok?"
Jondy left the room with Lindsey following her. She went back to her classroom and told her teacher she had gotten sick and she was going home. After she put her books in her locker, she went to the payphones at the front of the school. As she dialed the number she hoped that Krit was around. The phone rang twice before somebody picked up.
"Hello?"
"Hey, Krit. This is Jondy."
"Hey, sis, what's up?"
"You remember the time I helped you out of trouble with those police, and we never told Zack, and you said if I ever needed your help without telling Zack, to call you?"
"Yea...what's wrong? Do you need me there?"
"I can't really tell you over the phone, I don't have any more quarters, but you're going to have to have a gun probably. When can you be here?"
"Five hours. Lucky for me, my school is still on break, and my foster parents are on vacation, but I still need to go and get my gun, and take care of some other things."
"Yea, I'm going to have to get my gun, too. I'll see you later, ok?"
"See ya."
Jondy hung up the phone and walked outside where Lindsey was waiting.
"Alright, first, we're going to your house and get some clothes and stuff for you. Did you ride your bike to school today?" She nodded.
"Let's go then. Lindsey, lead the way." *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
After stopping by Lindsey's (rather large) house for clothes, Jondy and Lindsey rode their bikes to downtown El Paso. In 15 minutes, they were at a gun shop. They hopped off the bikes and walked inside. Once inside, Jondy started talking to the man behind the counter.
"Hey Jeff. I need my gun."
Jeff looked confused. "What gun?"
Jondy smiled sweetly at him. "Forgotten me already?" She put down $2000. "Remember now? Berretta 9mm silenced handgun."
Jeff smiled at the money. "Yup. Kept it all safe and clean."
Jondy put 1000 dollars down. "I need seven clips, too," she said, then put down another $4000. "And a list of all the guns sold the past three months."
Jeff laughed. "For 4000? Forget it."
Jondy sighed and handed over another $2000.
"Comin' up."
Ten minutes later, Jondy left with everything she needed. Lindsey had been very quiet through the time in the shop, but now she asked,
"Jessica, where'd you get that money?"
Jondy sighed. "I'll explain later, when we get back to my house."
"You just spent 9000 bucks for a gun you apparently already own, some bullets, and information in there. What's up with that?"
"Please don't ask. I'll tell you later."
"Fine." Lindsey switched the subject. "Are your parents gonna let me stay?"
"Foster parents, and yes, they'd be happy I made a friend."
Jondy started off on her bike toward her house. Lindsey followed. When they arrived at Jondy's house, Lindsey got her bags and followed Jondy inside after she unlocked the door. She guided her to the basement.
"This is where I sleep. They'll never know you're staying the night."
There was no carpet, just concrete floor. The entire basement was pretty big. There were two couches in the middle of the room, facing a wall with a T.V. On the left of the basement, there was a bathroom, and on the opposite side, a bed. There was a dresser at the end of the bed. The rest of the basement was fairly empty. Lindsey sat her bags down.
"This is nice. It's big, but a bit bare," Lindsey said. "Oooh, and you even have a Flexi-tv! My parents think they're overrated and haven't bothered to get one. I told them that plasma screen T.V.'s were so outdated, but they wouldn't get one."
Jondy smiled.
"My foster parents got it for me for Christmas. It was my 'big' gift."
Jondy sat down and started to think about what to do
Chapter 2 *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ *~*~* All through fourth and fifth, Jondy thought about Matt and their conversation. It usually took awhile for her to trust anyone to tell her story *Why did I tell him? I haven't known him very long, so why? My current foster family doesn't even know. And what the crap was I thinking, inviting him to dinner? There is something wrong with me today.*
After fifth, Jondy asked her sixth period teacher, Mrs. Callahan, if she could use the restroom. She walked down two halls to the bathroom, and turned on the sink. She splashed some water on her face and tried to clear her head. After a few minutes, she sighed, frustrated, and walked out. Jondy was about to go back to her class when she heard someone crying and a harsh whisper.
"If you tell anyone, ANYONE, about this, we'll kill you."
She heard the sound of a very frightened voice, trying to sound stronger than it was.
"Jimmy, please, don't do this, think of all the people that could get hurt."
"I don't care. If we don't do this, no one will take us seriously. And if you ruin this, you will be one of those hurt. Keep quiet, and nothing will happen to you."
"Jimmy, please..."
"Do you need to be convinced to keep quiet? Need a little taste of what will happen if you don't?"
"No...don't...please..."
Jondy heard the sound of a slap and a whimper. She was debating on whether or not to go in. It wasn't her problem, but she kinda admired the girl for trying to stop him from whatever he was going to do. But since Jondy cared about people, and not just herself, she moved inside the empty classroom and spoke to Jimmy, who was about to hit the girl again.
"Stop that."
He released the girl, and she crawled over into a corner, holding her face and crying, although silently. Jimmy smiled wickedly at her.
"You gonna stop me, honey? Or do you want some of this?" he said, making a suggestive gesture.
Jondy rolled her eyes, ignoring the last part.
"You shouldn't hit girls."
"Oh, really, and why's that?"
Jondy decided to play weak, innocent, and scared.
"Um, 'cause we aren't very strong and it's not nice, maybe?"
"How much did you hear?"
"I, uh, didn't hear anything, really. Please don't hurt me." Jondy widened her eyes.
While they were talking, he had circled around her, so that he was now between her and the door. She had planned that, of course, to make her seem stupid. He shut the door, and moved towards her.
"You're gonna get it now."
Jondy laughed at him, dropping her act. He stopped, confused.
"You are such a sucker." Before he could figure out why she was laughing, she spun around and landed a kick to his stomach. She finally had a reason to fight someone, and she was going to try to make it last as long as possible. He hit the wall, off-balance because of her kick. He growled and pulled a knife out of his pocket.
Jondy giggled.
"Is that all? Well, now this isn't going to be as much fun as it would've been if you had a gun, not a knife."
He lunged at her, but Jondy moved her body parallel to his, so that the knife missed her. She elbowed him on the back of the head, and he fell on the ground. Jondy kicked him in the stomach, but he only rolled over. Jondy looked him in the eyes and pouted.
"Awww, you're no fun." She changed he expression to a more serious one. "If I ever catch you hurting another person, you are going to be the one that's gonna get it, not me. Now get outta here."
Holding his stomach, he got up and glared at her.
"We'll have something special for you tomorrow," he said, and walked out.
Jondy snorted and whispered under her breath, "Wimp."
As soon as he left, Jondy got down on her knees next to the girl. The girl spoke first.
"Thanks, but that's only gonna make it worse for you tomorrow."
"What's happ--wait, first, what's your name?"
"Lindsey. Who are you?"
"My name's Jessica. Now, what's happening tomorrow?"
Lindsey glanced at the door. "Promise you won't tell?"
"Promise."
Lindsey hesitated.
"Lindsey what is it?" Jondy asked gently. Lindsey took a deep breath.
"Tomorrow there's gonna be an attack on our school. There's this terrorist group, they want to make a point or something. After first, right when second starts, they're going to take our school hostage. They're gonna shoot, maybe even kill people."
"How do you know this?"
"Jimmy, the guy that was just in here, and I started dating at the beginning of the year. Hi group sent him here to, I dunno, spy on the school. He and I got really involved. I guess he was just using me for sex. Yesterday my parents left town, so I went over to his house. After a couple of hours, he left the bed, got dressed, and told me not to leave the room. Of course, that made me more curious, so I sat at the top of the steps and listened. I think they have forty to fifty guys working on this. I listened a little more, then I got up and left out of a window in one of the top floor's windows.
"He figured I must've heard him and his buddies, and he found me during the break between fifth and sixth and dragged me into this empty classroom." She paused, looking frightened. "What am I gonna do? I can't go home, he'll find me. Oh, god!" She started crying again.
Jondy comforted her.
"Shh, it's ok. Look at me. I'm going to help you with this."
Lindsey snorted.
"Yeah, good luck."
"We can go to the police, and they can take care of this."
"Did you not hear him, or me? I'd have to ID them to get all of them, and if they can't get Jimmy to talk, they'll come after me."
Jondy sighed, knowing she was going to have to do something.
"Listen to me. I'm going to help you and everyone that I can. I can do things most people can't. I'm going to take care of this, but we'll need the rest of the day to plan." Jondy was thinking quickly. For once in her years out, she was grateful for her Manticore training.
"Can you skip your next two classes?" After Lindsey nodded, she continued. "I'm going to get another person involved, ok?"
Jondy left the room with Lindsey following her. She went back to her classroom and told her teacher she had gotten sick and she was going home. After she put her books in her locker, she went to the payphones at the front of the school. As she dialed the number she hoped that Krit was around. The phone rang twice before somebody picked up.
"Hello?"
"Hey, Krit. This is Jondy."
"Hey, sis, what's up?"
"You remember the time I helped you out of trouble with those police, and we never told Zack, and you said if I ever needed your help without telling Zack, to call you?"
"Yea...what's wrong? Do you need me there?"
"I can't really tell you over the phone, I don't have any more quarters, but you're going to have to have a gun probably. When can you be here?"
"Five hours. Lucky for me, my school is still on break, and my foster parents are on vacation, but I still need to go and get my gun, and take care of some other things."
"Yea, I'm going to have to get my gun, too. I'll see you later, ok?"
"See ya."
Jondy hung up the phone and walked outside where Lindsey was waiting.
"Alright, first, we're going to your house and get some clothes and stuff for you. Did you ride your bike to school today?" She nodded.
"Let's go then. Lindsey, lead the way." *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
After stopping by Lindsey's (rather large) house for clothes, Jondy and Lindsey rode their bikes to downtown El Paso. In 15 minutes, they were at a gun shop. They hopped off the bikes and walked inside. Once inside, Jondy started talking to the man behind the counter.
"Hey Jeff. I need my gun."
Jeff looked confused. "What gun?"
Jondy smiled sweetly at him. "Forgotten me already?" She put down $2000. "Remember now? Berretta 9mm silenced handgun."
Jeff smiled at the money. "Yup. Kept it all safe and clean."
Jondy put 1000 dollars down. "I need seven clips, too," she said, then put down another $4000. "And a list of all the guns sold the past three months."
Jeff laughed. "For 4000? Forget it."
Jondy sighed and handed over another $2000.
"Comin' up."
Ten minutes later, Jondy left with everything she needed. Lindsey had been very quiet through the time in the shop, but now she asked,
"Jessica, where'd you get that money?"
Jondy sighed. "I'll explain later, when we get back to my house."
"You just spent 9000 bucks for a gun you apparently already own, some bullets, and information in there. What's up with that?"
"Please don't ask. I'll tell you later."
"Fine." Lindsey switched the subject. "Are your parents gonna let me stay?"
"Foster parents, and yes, they'd be happy I made a friend."
Jondy started off on her bike toward her house. Lindsey followed. When they arrived at Jondy's house, Lindsey got her bags and followed Jondy inside after she unlocked the door. She guided her to the basement.
"This is where I sleep. They'll never know you're staying the night."
There was no carpet, just concrete floor. The entire basement was pretty big. There were two couches in the middle of the room, facing a wall with a T.V. On the left of the basement, there was a bathroom, and on the opposite side, a bed. There was a dresser at the end of the bed. The rest of the basement was fairly empty. Lindsey sat her bags down.
"This is nice. It's big, but a bit bare," Lindsey said. "Oooh, and you even have a Flexi-tv! My parents think they're overrated and haven't bothered to get one. I told them that plasma screen T.V.'s were so outdated, but they wouldn't get one."
Jondy smiled.
"My foster parents got it for me for Christmas. It was my 'big' gift."
Jondy sat down and started to think about what to do